You Don't Make Homes Out Of Things



You don't make homes out of things

but out of people

that's what people say

but then why does home remind me of

dead rose plants, a broken window, a lime tree,

a loft with a cat, grime over books,

postcards over grime,

boiled rice and potatoes on Saturdays,

and a crumpled cotton saree with my mother's fragrance

that I can no longer hold on to.

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